[Intro Instrumental] So complicatedly convincing of the senses hindering the lingering distance inside me I can't decide completely I think I like it way too greasy No I don't like this, it's too easy baby Ya Or maybe I'll always enjoy a nice tight little fit entering for their first fixed mixed solo pit toilet simp. So hard to choose It's always win-lose against the worst parts of you. Loose the moves into the groove of the canon that shoots without abandon for your condiments of compliments towards you. Can I be happy? Will I be happier? Without you there, staring back at the blur, urges me to have wanted to see the whole lack-luster picture from the attack you mustered too long before I ever even considered it a chore. She can never make up her mind Like the times I've tried to cry back into the synth, more than my own pride did long ago. And fuck dude, did I try. Reset, then do it all over again for another Zyn. Resend, but she still can't make up my mind just yet. Hit rewind man, It's time to go back in time to the homie clan.
